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shofu - rinse & repeat lyrics
[producer tag]
yo skinny you wildin n_gga
[verse 1: shofu]
i don’t like assuming
b_tch, is we gon’ f_ck or not?
brain professor x, i’m boutta hit it like a juggernaut
ben wallace, in the paint you see me hug the block
larry bird, ain’t no warm up we going up a shot
bam bam, i was young, i used to hustle rocks
freaky hoes!
they was on me, they gon’ suck a lot
see that n_gga open, i got shooters like the nba (of course!)
me and jeesh gon’ slide up in his b_tch just like we kid n’ play
she gon’ ride the meat, she on the bench like she don’t ever play
she seen the way i live, i told that b_tch to sign an nda!
old money, said he got notes, they was handwritten
we set him up, trust it got em’ looking at his man different
stupid n_gga, caught him talking sh_t, now his hands missin
deuce up to his head, dissappear, instant transmission
[verse 2: jeesh]
if i slide out bet somebody’s son ain’t coming home tonight
i can barely lift thirty pounds, i use the chrome to fight (stupid ass)
i ain’t whipping tesla boy i’m used to gas
nah shizzy, let em’ keep his d_ck
i’ma shoot his ass!
range rover pull up to your block, we havin’ a sit_down
told her i won’t put a ring on her, i like big rounds
grew up church raised but if you talk, i might sin now
he i’d getting spiked to the right, he can’t win now
hold on, really when it comes to straps i let my brother tote
shofu slid me this i immediately opened up my notes
it’s 1_0, me against my haters
i ain’t come to throw
they tried to put me in a box but they left the oven on (keep goin’!)
why your mother gone? (i took that b_tch)
all i did is what i know and now they up in arms (that’s all i did!)
p_ssy run along (get the f_ck out!)
i haven’t stopped nun’ for a hoe
boy i keep f_cking going (yessir)
where i’m from throw up 5_6 and then keep up the 1, stupid
[verse 3: shofu and jeesh]
scam likely, make a call and they gon let it ring
he gon get a halo, he an angel
let him spread his wings
these p_ssies rats, finna tell they people about anything (come on!)
i sleep peacefully, can’t worry bout these petty beings
said he had a dream, we snuffed his life
now he coretta king
good song on a playlist, if he playin we gon let it sing
this super finna swipe
it ain’t no fox, it’s doing credit schemes
you dropping, huh?
boy you know that sh_t is not a threat to me
let the pistol talk
we under oath, it tell the truth
folks call me the dookie man
boy i’m sh_tting in the booth
they like “why you always keep a tool?”
i’m missing h_lla screws!
he ain’t no old man but when his homie died he read the news
i’m finna lay him down
sweet dreams
spraying rounds
heat beams
players found
beat the team
make a sound
leave the stream
pull up with the mop, we cleaning up
we finna sweep his street
might come back, wet him up again
rinse it and repeat
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